Blurb:Hind is granted a temporary reprieve from her impending marriage to Abdulla, her cousin. Little does anyone suspect that the presence of Sangita, her Indian roommate, may shake a carefully constructed future. Torn between loyalties to Hind and a growing attraction to Abdulla, Sangita must choose between friendship and a burgeoning love.

A modern quest for the right to pursue love and happiness, even when it comes in an unconventional package, LOVE COMES LATER explores similarities between the South Asian and Arab cultures while exposing how cultural expectations affect both men and women. Identities are tested and boundaries questioned against the shifting backdrops of Doha, Qatar and London, England.

A contemporary romance with elements of realistic fiction. The story has a strong Qatari flavour blended with South Asian and offers a tantalising view of student life in London as a bonus.A refreshing tale of love and friendship that overcomes cultural, religious and racial barriers. It starts out in the plush interiors of an affluent family in oil money endowed Qatar, seeking the remarriage of a widowed, still grieving son Abdulla who wants anything but that. The culture is primarily seen from the eyes of Abdulla and Hind, and later on through Sangita - Hind's Indian American room-mate and friend. It's their reluctance to follow traditions, and Hind's impulsive demonstration of independence and adventure that sets off Abdulla's and Sangita's worlds into a collision course of first, tentative friendship and later on love.The characters and the situations have been created skilfully and their interaction comes off as real as possible. The author has tried hard to give an accurate picture of Qatari life and attitudes, specially towards South Asians who form the blue collar workforce without sounding preachy or condescending.Abdulla, a strong character, comes across as inflexible a couple of times but redeems himself as a modern, religious Muslim. I really enjoyed his opening up to the world around, specially to Sangita and his adopted sister Luluwa. Hind - a tad selfish and Sangita are well etched, and I found myself amused when the Indian girl who advises her friend to play safe goes on her own adventure, risking everything.The secondary characters of Luluwa and Hind's sister Noor, often two extremes were ones I found interesting. While I loved Sangita's brother - idealistic but lovable character Ravi, it was Grandfather Jassim and Hind's father - uncle Saod who were a revelation in sharp contrast to the other elders in the family.Now for the nit picking -In my opinion, Abdulla and Sangita's romance did not have the time to develop enough for her to burn all the bridges...it kind of ends up as an arranged marriage. But, then, they didn't fall in love at first sight and the author, to my delight, refrained from gushing descriptions of the protagonists beauty. A plus.The Indians in the book, Sangita's parents came close to being caricatures.The timeline was a bit confusing in some places. A couple of dialogues were responses to an original action or comment that had been edited out. A revision if possible would enhance the book.All in all, it was a pleasurable read and one of few romances I have truly enjoyed reading lately.The book is well written, flows smoothly and the use of Arabic words in the story and the end notes are a nice addition.I recommend this book to romance lovers, to those who enjoy realistic fiction set in the Asian and Arab world with ethnic characters, to generally anyone looking for a good book to immerse in.I give this a 4 rating for simply being a good old fashioned romance story and a multicultural book.

Personal Disclaimer: This book was received for the purpose of review, hence the post in entirety is my basic impression after reading the book. It is not based on intervention by the author, publishing house or the blog review forum.

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters and settings among other things in this fan fiction spoof are the property of Stephanie Meyer, author of the Twilight series of books. The original characters and original plot are the property of author Stephanie Meyer. This author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material pertaining to the Twilight series of books or the Twilight motion pictures. No copyright infringement is intended in this fan fiction.*A disclaimer for my readers...this follows the first person account of Bella and uses long, extraneous sentences as found in the original books. The setting is towards the end of the second book - New Moon where Bella, Edward and Alice are held hostage by the Volturi - the vampire royalty while in Italy. Bella's knowledge of the existence of vampires threatens their secret existence in the world. Unlike her beau and his family of vegetarian vampires, these are true, cold blooded vampires who prey on humans.*We stood in the red room - Alice and me, not Edward - as you will find out soon enough, surrounded by red eyed men and women who looked more like diminutive porcelain dolls that licked their lips every other second. Yes, I have been keeping count, nothing much to do as usual for me. I turned around at the noise as Felix snarled/smirked at me. I can never tell the difference with these pale, stoned faced monsters even after spending all my spare time with a similar pack of seven back home.Hush! Bella! these are not monsters. I caught Alice's eyes long enough to find disapproval there and I rejoiced, only to be dejected a minute later for the glare in her golden eyes was directed at me.I tried to erase my thoughts but it was too late, reminding me of the disadvantages of living with a seer, a sore point with Edward. He claimed and I had counter argued, and now I realised what how right he had been.He had proclaimed to be a monster, not good enough for me. He was no monster, my Edward, he had proved it today, falling into an silent, unsightly heap on the floor diagonally across from me, no match for Aro's boys. I see him for the first time, his true self, an ageless but delicate, sparkling creature that called itself a vegetarian vampire.
Boy, was he way off when he said, "Bella, you are not good for me.'"The bright smile flashed and my heart ached to see "him" in person once more. When I get out this mess alive, I am making amends to Jake. Will he take me back?Edward was cold and icy to hot bodied Jake. His kisses, duh, if you could call those pathetic attempts one, fleeting, neither here nor there. Am I glad these pale faces cannot read my mind."There you go again," The wolfish smile on Alice's face said it all. I let myself be content with images of Jake tinkering with my bike, and being held in his hot, sweaty arms."Dream on, Bella. Edward is a classic stalker boyfriend who will not leave you alone now." She said to me, her voice so soft I could barely hear it. "I am sorry, Alice." "You owe me one." her words as cryptic as Aro's smile.****All I remember is being dragged through the dark, damp tunnel that went on and on."My heart hurts." I said to no one in particular."Sorry Bella, I forget my vampiric strength sometimes," The pixie looked very happy. "Let's go shopping."I groaned. "You owe me one, remember." "Where is Edward?" I had to ask out of sheer politeness, not that I cared.As the door bell rang, she muttered, "Just in time." "I'll pick you up at 3. Have something, I can hear your stomach grumble." She vanished as always, not before yelling, "Don't wear your grandma clothes!"Jake stood at the door. I caught my breath. I was going to faint. He held me, a little too tightly for comfort.He sniffed the air angrily. Was Edward in the house? I looked around, afraid and irritated. He turned to me, "Tell your leech friend, all the perfumes in the world can't hide her stink from us."I relaxed and grinned when he whispered,"Just the two of us now. He's gone, that leech of yours.""Where?" A stab of guilt tore at my heart. "He chose to be Aro's bodyguard." *** My life was no longer dark. .A streak of blinding light illuminated my twilight sky. Bella was not that streak of light as I has long believed, Renata was. Bella's brain held no secrets. Renata, my partner, had shown me that. I had made a promise to Alice and I kept it. Bella was not my first kill, someone close to her had been. Jake was in for a nasty surprise when he went home tonight.***
666 words (suprising isn't it?)

Hi folks, I am attempting a story after two long months...don't be too hard on me.I was the guest atNutschell's blog for Wednesday Writers Workspace...Do visit to know about my writing habits and a bit about me.

I forgot my IWSG post this month, and I almost forgot this...having been away from my blog for over two weeks. Before I proceed my Friday Guest post at Misha Gericke's Blog sylmion.blogspot.com - guest post friday-rekha seshadri.html. Do check it out. My first one. :)RFW Challenge No 44 for Featured Writer/Runner Up titles . Post Any genre, any POV. Remember the romantic element. My attempt at Prosetry for the prompt.Wish I had kissed you thenWhen Chance hovered around, flapping her multi coloured wings. We were no longer just friends, but maintaining the status quo. So afraid of saying the word, so guilty of holding back. Now, empty words, emptier dreams, and emptiest memory that I alone drag along.Wish I had kissed you thenA piece of You forever with me -precious and sacred, my secret visitation.Nothing more than a Kodak moment, a rarely visited spot on the shelves littered with books and stuff - your bored eyes proclaim. Is the spot taken by more significant others, old friends relegated to a rusting steel almirah at your parents retirement retreat?Wish I had kissed you then Lost - the charmer, idealistic and innocent to the wolfish ways of the world. Found - the expert rat racer, flipping through your black berry, revealing the unbridgeable chasm that separates us. Choosing what you once said never mattered, hollow words. I see her by your side - tall, slim, vivacious yesterday as she was a decade ago, our proclaimed rose queen - every valentine.Did you secretly wish to send her those 1001 roses her boyfriend deemed then, his exclusive right?Wish I had kissed you thenSeeing you hand in hand - in love? So easy for you with her, impossible for you with me. Was it me who keep you at a distance, or was I just an available backup while you waited for a chance with her?Wonder if that ex boyfriend nursed hidden wounds in a dim lit pub, as I did in crowded escalators of the latest mall in the Metro.I could never be her then, do I wish to be her now? Do I dare find unpleasant answers to these mocking questions swirling all around me?Wish I had kissed you thenThese seven years past seem like seven lifetimes, the gulf between what we were and what you are, plain for unblinkered eyes to see. People change, it's oft said, oh, they do, not quite like you.The real You before me in all his glory, kept well hidden from our unsuspecting hearts then, a pretender and a master of disguise? The simple, care free boy no longer, this one I'd rather not know.Your smile is the same, but leaves no tugs on my heart strings, much to my surprise. Is it because I see with fresh insight, the smile of an all knowing flirt?Wish I had kissed you thenOn that watery night, taking refuge from knee high, black, muddy pools. The monsoon and her electric backdrop, sending shivers of a different kind amid much discomfort. Wished I had seized a stolen moment, that stolen kiss. No meaningless memories, not wasted years of longing. My heart wouldn't have known betrayal. What we were - laughed way with tears of regret. What we could have been - unsolved mystery no more.What we are - not evoking one sigh too many.

My late...late entry for the WHAT IF? Fairytale Madness BlogFest!·Best Love Story

Sadat seemed
pleased as he turned to me. His long, delicate fingers created butterflies in
the air and as usual in my gut.

"The Sultan,
may the merciful one give him long life, has agreed to annul our wedding.
But..."

I knew it! The
greedy, 'honey with noodles' loving character hadn't changed in all of my 17
years on this dwelling of humanity.

Sadat, my gazelle
eyed beauty, was harping about the other crook in our lives, his father - the
vizier.

"Two marble
palaces with walls encrusted in precious stones?" Did I hear that right? The ethical djinn world was restive as it is with the
marked lack of Arab spring out here.

Sometimes, I wish I
hadn't found the lamp. At least, Jasmine was out of Sadat's life. What was she
thinking, flirting with my boyfriend in a transparent two piece?...Shaitan forbid, even my
djinn has picked up her silly song as his welcome tune. I linked my coarse, browner hand in Sadat’s
and sighed...

His face was
adorned by an enchanting smile that revealed his pearly whites. Time to wake up
the 'A whole new world' guy. Rubbing the magical lamp never
felt so good.

***

"Well, well, well! What
have we here?" Imhotep ran his fingers over this shiny, bald pate. The crystal
had revealed more than he had hoped for. His naughty 'nephew' was alive and the
magic lamp--so near and so far. His eyes took on a glassy look, his pupils
dilated and he drew a sharp breath at the sight of the pretty boy seated next to the thief.

'The temple of
Anubis would be barren without this jewel.' He rubbed his ring. “My Akka, your
wish my command." “Kublai Khan's Palace,” resonated through the empty chamber.

A Futuristic Space Fantasy NoveletteHomesick upon the SS Perseid, Linia, a young linguist, thinks she signed up for a mission of peace, but her crew members have another plan: attack the planet Medusa.Bored with his dying planet, Alezandros, a space cruiser pilot, joins the Medusan army in his quest for adventure.When the SS Perseid clashes with the Medusans' cruisers, Alezandros and Linia's lives intertwine. Sucked through a wormhole, they crash upon a post-apocalyptic Earth and are captured by cannibals. In adjacent cells, Alezandros and Linia cast their differences aside for a common bond: escape. But when romantic feelings emerge between them, they might do the unthinkable because for a Medusan and a Persean to fall in love, it would defy gravity.

This is a novelette by fellow blogger and author Cherie Reich.It tells a story that starts of with both, depressing aspects of a planet peopled below the surface and the sinister strategy of a enemy planet that seeks to launch an attack via a space mission under the guise of exploration.The author interweaves Greek mythology with a battle in space with its own set of unexpected.consequences.The protagonists, Alezandros and Linia's lives gets complicated as they end up travelling through a wormhole and landing on a hostile, damaged, old Earth.

How they end up prisoners in the same camp unknown to each other, wrestle their hostile captors and escape using their special powers, and the budding romance between them in the process forms the rest of it.

The author has clearly taken the effort to build different planet worlds, races, language while keeping it all in sync with the basic characterisations of the myth.She has created believable characters whom you can't help but root for.

This is a soft science fiction of danger and romance. The length of the work makes it difficult to create a more scientifically layered world. Hence, this may not appeal to science fiction aficionados of the hard and soft genres alike.

I would recommend this pleasure read to first timers to science fiction and to romance readers who enjoy varied settings specially out-worldly and other worldly. And lovers of short fiction would enjoy this.

For the writing and the interesting premise, the book gets a between 3.5 to 4/5 rating from me.

Personal Disclaimer: This book was an original purchase used for the purpose of review, hence the post in entirety is my basic impression after reading the book. It is not based on intervention by the author or publishing house.

Had to enter the fray, since this will be the last RFW entry till August for me.

Based on the prompt of the same name as the title, a story or poem in 400 words or less.

Puts away his clothes as usual.
the routine followed each night,
He stands by, saying nothing.
Adjusts the covers on the queen sized bed,
another of those things to be done,
aware of his eyes on the movements made.

That night, they lie down together one last time.
she knows, he knows, pretend otherwise.
Hold her hand, promising another string of lies,
she believed them often, now, not one.

The dark, sleepless hours seem never ending,
her courage peaks and wanes.
The dawn should bring respite for both,
She, for once, no longer plays
the imperfect specimen of the wife,
embarking on the new journey of a perfect ex.

Lost in the pride of his invincibility,
a blind heart in denial of the inevitability.
These six weeks past mark her revenge
a small price for the six years he has stolen.

The house is clean, the fridge is stocked,
the dinner awaits him on the dining table,
most of her things, he claimed took valuable space,
gone from this house empty of her footsteps.
All that remain are the few material pieces
he boasted to be acts of needless generosity.

She leaves behind memories of the past,
could choke and strangle any feeling mortal.
Takes along enough of a future,
no share or meddling by him, afraid not, any more.

Mia has one goal for her senior year at Whispering Woods High--find her missing older brother. But when her science project reveals a portal into another dimension, she learns that travelers are moving in and out of her woods in the most alarming way and government agents Regulus and Arizona are policing their immigration. Mia’s drawn to the mysterious, aloof Regulus, but it’s no time for a crush. She needs to find out what they know about her brother, while the agents fight to save the world from viral contamination. But when Regulus reveals that he knows Mia’s secrets, she begins to wonder if there’s more going on than she thought...and if she was wrong to trust him...

This is a debut novel by the author Brinda Berry in the young adult – fantasy category. The protoganist Mia has a neurological condition, synaesthesia where the mixing of the senses enables her to see colors within sounds, smells, and words. The story begin in a calm, everyday manner with high schooler Mia’s interaction with a busy but protective father, musings over her missing elder brother Pete and her science project in the woods adjoining their rather secluded home. Austin and Em are Mia's best friends, though Austin would like to trade the friend tag for something more, something Mia can’t see him as.It is the chance photographing of seemingly shady characters Regulus and Arizona that hurtles her into a far secretive, deceptive and at times dangerous world beyond the ordinary. She is literally pushed into the other dimension in her part of the woods with Regulus and Arizona turning out to be “enforcers” with an inter-dimensional monitoring agency IIA.Their apparent knowledge of her brother and their story makes them trustworthy but a series of incidents and interactions with her project mentor threatens to change everything to a point where she doesn't know whom to trust.The primary characters, Mia and Regulus are strong and vulnerable in their own way. Their romance is slow given their initial and subsequent meetings and picks up in a subtle manner as the story unfolds .The secondary ones like Arizona and Austin whom we may see more of in the later books, shine through with humour and risk taking loyalty respectively.The concept of portals which I expected to reveal an alien world but unveils a totally different one was a great move by the author. The act of betrayal at the end is again unexpected though the way the scenes are incorporated left me with an unsettled feeling as a reader. Maybe, the next book will expand on it and make it clearer.There are sweet romantic moments towards the end which fall in the sweet category of romance rating - Sweet -> Hot -> Spicy.I give this a 4.2 rating.Overall I enjoyed the book and would recommend it to lovers of YA fantasy that is not based on magic.

I received a copy for review through the group Knights of the Round Table on Goodreads.

Personal Disclaimer: Though this book was a free copy received for the purpose of review, the post in entirety is my basic impression after reading the book. It is not based on intervention by the author, publishing house or the book forum.

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